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THE FACE IN THE MIRROR

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As I look at myself in the mirror , I begin to get frightened, looking back at me is a face I no longer recognize.  It's the  face that  has been through the cruelty, and ravages of  terminal brain cancer(Glioblastoma)                                                           Radiation, chemo, and nausea,  are three words, cancer patients know very well. I've gone through many difficult times.  I have been very lucky, because  of a strong support system, a necessity,  when you battle cancer.    My sisters Margaret, and Mary  literally saved my life, by getting me to the hospital  on time, they have now become, my right, and left hand .  Everyone I've met through my fight with cancer, has treated me with respect and kindness.  I know I'm facing a challenge, and many moments of doubt, but then a  card arrives that uplifts me, or family and friends come to visit, and of course chatting on the phone.......... I miss my job at school, the kids,  the awesome people that I work with,  my breakfast, and lunch buddies.............